Sunday, October 30, 2011

A Story about Team Rose Buds 3-Day Walk

This story was created by using lyrics from songs about walking.

On the final day of 3-day walk Dave says “[I] will “walk like a man, talk like a man” and says to ladies “Hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side.” Jessica replies, “[No worries Dave]. These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you [breast cancer].” Jennifer’s sensitivity is apparent when she states, “If you see me ‘walking down the street, And I start to cry each time we meet. Walk on by, walk on by.’” Michele puts her arm around Jennifer and says, “Because you're mine, I walk the line.” Granny Rose adds her encouragement by stating  “Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone, You'll never walk alone.”  Granny Rose then escorts them down the sidewalk in grand style blowing them kissing and stating, “Rose Buds, walk this way, walk this way, walk this way, walk this way, just gimme a kiss, like this!”.

A couple hours later At the next cheer station several miles, Ken sees them coming and says to Jessica and Jennifer, “Walk right in, sit right down [next to] Daddy, let your mind roll on.” Jennifer and Jessica quickly remind Ken, “I'm walkin. Yes indeed, I'm talkin'.By you and me, I'm hopin'. That you'll come back to me [at the closing ceremony].” Thane interrupts to alert Rose Buds of the action, “All the cops in the donut shop say ‘Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh ! Walk like an Egyptian. Walk like an Egyptian.” As Team Rose Buds walks away Derek thinking of his beautiful wife Jessica says to Granny Rose, “[It’s like she is] ‘walking on sunshine and don't it feel good!!’”

Rose Buds continue on their journey to finish walking 60 miles over 3 days. As Granny Rose sees them walking closer to the finish line, “Here they come walking down the street. Singing save the boobies! Please Oh Please. Snapping their fingers and shuffling their feet. Singing save the boobies. Please Oh Please! They look good. They look fine. And what they do blows my mind.” As they cross the finish line with tears streaming down their cheeks Michele says to mom, “But I would walk 500 miles.” Jessica and Jennifer state, “ And I [we] would walk 500 more.” Dave says, “Just to be the man who walks a thousand miles [more for you even if it causes me ] to fall down at your door]!”

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Breast Cancer Slogans


 Breast cancer slogans seen on buttons, signs, and t-shirts:
·      Grab a feel, so cancer doesn’t steal
·      Cancer is a word, not a sentence
·      I pink I can, I pink I can
·      Boobs: They could use your support
·      Check your bumps for lumps
·      Fight like a girl!
·      Real men wear pink
·      A feel a day keeps the doctor away
·      Walkin my buns off for boobs
·      Join the fight, one step at a time
·      The Breast is yet to come
·      Pink is my signature color
·      These boobs were made for walkin
·      Think Pink!
·      Ready, Set, Go Pink
·      Give cancer the Boot
·      Boobs, Sweat and Tears
·      Positively Pink
·      Pink Power
·      Ghosts and Goblins don’t scare me, I survived breast cancer
·      We are fighting to keep a BREAST of the competition
·      Don't tell God how big your mountain is. Tell the mountain how big your God is.
·      Cancer touched by boob, so I kicked it's ass
·      Saving 2nd base
·      Save the Ta-tas
·      Yes, they’re fake. My real ones tried to kill me!
·      Save the boobies
·      I’m taking the girls out for a walk
·      Lost my boobs, not my sense of humor
·      Real men wear pink
·      Get your boo bees checked (with little bees flying around)
·      Got boobs? Get checked.
·      Breast friends
·      Frat boys love boobs
·      I’m a street walker
·      I touch myself. Do you?


My all time favorite worn by my mom: SURVIVOR!

What's your favorite?


Hugs and blessings,
Heidi  

Saturday, October 8, 2011

A Crappy Situation


Been avoiding this subject  for quite some time, but reality has set in ~ I won't be walking in the Tampa Bay 3-Day for the Cure. It is very disappointing and the reason is because of a "crappy situation." I wasn't sure how to approach this topic and wondered if it would be TMI, but I realize there are others suffering from the same "crappy situation." By sharing my story, others may realize they are not alone or even offer some advice.

Since I had my gallbladder out a year ago, I have been suffering bile-dumping syndrome. Often times, shortly after eating, I would have have an uncontrollable urge to go the bathroom. This would result is yellowy diarrhea. Being the Google queen, I did some Internet research and dealt with the issue. It was a trial and error process finding what helped and what didn't. Sadly, the errors resulted in not making it to the bathroom in time. At this point, I was quite humiliated over the situation and didn't discuss the details with too many people.

Then  in March of this year, I began having other abdominal issues, including bloating, abdominal pain, and a slight bulge to the right of my belly button. At first I thought it could be viral, but after a week it was time to go to the doctor. She prescribed me cholestyramine for the bile dumping, did blood work, and scheduled an abdominal ultrasound for me. My results came back normal, and I was still suffering so she sent me to the surgeon.

After having a discussion with him, he was pretty certain I had a hernia although the bulge didn't show up on the ultrasound. I had exploratory laparoscopic abdominal surgery with hernia repair. He did some "extensive" hernia repair work  in my lower abdomen area, but this wasn't in the area of the bulge. I ended up with an allergic reaction which at first presented as a staph infection, but told him I was still had minor tenderness in the are under the bulge. He said he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. But there was a great improvement because I could sit without the sharp pain under my ribs.

Unfortunately, about six weeks later, the diarrhea issues got much worse with increased abdominal discomfort. Thankfully, this isn't an everyday occurrence, but episodes occur without warning. Before this started in March, I would have a diarrhea dumping episode and then would feel better. When I am having episode, the abdominal pain generally begins before finishing a meal or the meal doesn't sit well and leaves me running to the bathroom, and sometimes episodes include rectal spasms.

In the process of finding relief I have switched doctors in the process of finding relief, and both have said it sounds like IBS. I am fine with the diagnosis since for as long as I can remember I have had bathroom issues, but so far I haven't been able to find any relief in the medicines prescribed. Finding the right dosage of cholestyramine is a science because if too much is taken it will back things up, and this can be worse. Another medicine, Levsin, was the worst because I had a headache for the first week, made me feel extremely loopy and dizzy, prone to heat-stroke, and provide little or no relief for pain (abdominal and rectal) and diarrhea.


On my last visit to the new doctor, I explained, this pain is different and my concern is that the pain radiates from the "fatty" area and it has gotten larger. I then said "If you can tell me with 100% percent certainty that it isn't the cause of my pain, life threatening, cancer, nor will it ever be, I can live with it."  It was then that he said it did feel more fluid filled and would send me to another doctor for an ultrasound.

At first I thought, EUREKA! someone has heard me. My hopes of having answers, if this bulge was truly just "fatty" tissue or something more, were short lived. This is when I realized I have bad mojo when it comes to doctors. It took weeks to get the ultrasound set up, and it was a complete waste of time and resources. When the ultrasound technician told me she doing an ultrasound of my abdominal organs, I explained to her that I had one six months ago when my stomach issues began, and I was there due to find out if the area was truly fatty tissue or cyst. She called her supervisor, and they told me they got the order amended ; however, when I picked the report up from the hospital, I was grateful that all abdominal organs were normal and unremarkable, but very disappointed that there was no mention of the bulge.

Thankfully, I got an appointment with a gastroenterologist on October 18. I hope I get some answers, this "crappy situation" is soon over. Although I was disappointed about not walking, there are too many individuals that are going through much worse than I. Plus I am extremely excited to be part Team Twitter ATL and will get to crew with Michele in Atlanta. But the truth is I am afraid if I walk, I will have an episode and be known as the lady who pooped her pants.


Hugs and blessings,
Heidi




Monday, July 25, 2011

Team Rose Buds

Once Team Rose Buds became a family affair, I was interested to know what inspired them to want to walk. Do they have PINK BLOOD and PASSION.

Team Rose Buds ~ a "family affair" honoring mom/granny a 12 year breast cancer survivor
Michele, Miller, my sister, who I am also crewing with in Atlanta for Team Twitter Rose Buds
David Johnson, a brother of love, we don't share the same parents but we share the love of siblings
Jessica Lawler, Michele's oldest daughter and my goddaughter
Jennifer Miller, Michele's baby girl
Jacob Boyle, my baby boy




Michele: When I participated in the 3 Day walk in 2010, I found it to be a truly amazing experience. In 2010, as I prepared for the 3-Day walk, by participating in the training walks and attending other 3 Day events, I met so many awesome 3 Day participates who are all working to spread the word of breast cancer awareness. After I completed the 3 Day walk, I felt like I have actually gotten back more from participating in event than what I had given. So when my daughters, Jessica and Jennifer, Brother, Dave, Nephew, Jake, said that they wanted to participate in the walk in 2011, I was thrilled and proud that they decided to join our team and take part in this awesome event. I decided then that I was going to fully commit to give my time this year to spread the word of breast cancer awareness by crewing in Atlanta, helping Team Rose Buds to meet its fund raising goal, so that team Rose Buds can honor our Mom, Queen of Rose Buds, and to bring more awareness to breast cancer.



David: You two were good inspiration. I have 2 aunts that have lost a breast. Megan has skin cancer. My mom had a uterine cancer. I wanted to do something more than i have before. Embarrassment works both ways!! ;-) I do think if we can stop this cancer we can stop them all. Got to start somewhere!

**David was such an awesome walker stalker when Michele and I walked last year. He shaved a Komen ribbon in his chest hair, wore a pink tutu, and supported us at cheer stations.**



Jessica:  Why I want to walk the 3-day? Not only am I walking for my Granny who is a 12 year survivor, I am walking because breast cancer can happen to anyone at anytime. Two years ago my Sister was at the doctor and they found some lumps on her breast. It was very scary for me thinking that my younger Sister could be affected by breast cancer. When I was at the 3-day walk closing ceremony to support my Aunt & Mother I was touched by all of the support and it really hit me that breast cancer is a serious disease that is effecting so many people every day. It is time to put a stop to this horrible disease that takes so many women & men each year! I am so excited to participate in this great event with my awesome family! I am also excited to skip and dance across the finish line with the two women who are my inspiration in life, my Mother & Aunt!



 
Jennifer: As I watched the flag being raised at the morning ceremony the first day of the 3-day last year and seeing all of the amazing things about the Susan G. Komen just touched my heart. It was so incredible to watch my mom Michele and Aunt Heidi do such an amazing thing by walking in the 3-day. I just knew I had to do this! I had to do this for me, for my Granny, and for all of the others out there because we need to find a cure. At the closing ceremony I made a promise that I would walk in 3-day this year and I am so happy I made that promise and to be going on this awesome journey for the fight to end breast cancer. This is a goal I have made for myself and I am going to make it happen!

Jacob: Unfortunately, I was unable to attend the 2010 3-day to cheer on my mother and Aunt Michele. However, even without being at the walk and seeing what it’s like, I was inspired by mother and how much I could see that the walk changed her life. I was inspired by her dedication and the way her face lit up even when receiving a donation. She was not affected by the long painful training walks, the effort it took to raise the money, or even the 60 miles itself. She was more affected by the people she had met, the accomplishments she made, and the thought of helping others. I am walking because I want to feel the same way she did about helping others. I want to experience something that is truly life-changing for me, my family, and the rest of the world.




Heidi: I am involved because my heart tells me I must do my part in the fight. Although I do the breast cancer walk, my thoughts never leave those who have fought cancer, including my mother-in-law and brother-in-law, who both lost battles before I ever got to meet them; my best friend's who lost her 3-year-old daughter to cancer; my coworkers who have battled breast cancer; my coworkers whose spouses that have battled or are battling cancer; and for the new stories people share about how their life was changed due to cancer. When I ask others if there is someone they would like me honor during my walk, the list grows. All these factors get my pink blooding more fiercely and this fuels the passion and sacrifices happen because "everyone deserves a lifetime."





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Sunday, July 24, 2011

PINK BLOOD and PASSION

The 3-Day season kicked off this weekend in Boston, and the amazing spirit of those involved in this event was apparent from the beginning. Boston faced record-breaking heat, which shortened the route on both days 1 & 2. In addition to the 100 degree temperatures, walkers and crew had to contend with rain and lightening. Participants were sent to the hospital with heat exhaustion, and from what I am hearing many returned to finish out the walk on day 2 and/or 3.

That to me is the true definition of PASSION!

If you haven’t ever experienced the 3-Day is hard to understand this passion. The only way I can explain it is that you are infected with PINK BLOOD. Without a doubt those who have battled or are battling breast cancer have pink blood. However, walkers, crew, staff, volunteers, and walker stalkers can have pink blood too.

As I began this journey, I was amazed how many people that are affected and don’t have a personal connection to breast cancer. I also was surprised how many people get it and how many don’t. I can guarantee if you have been to a 3-Day event you will get it. Just ask my nieces, Jessica and Jennifer, and brother, Dave, who were affected by my sister, Michele, and my participation last year. And although my son Jacob didn’t attend he was affected by the how the 3-Day has changed me.
Pinkie promises where made, and we will be walking in the Tampa Bay 3-Day to honor Rose, our mom and grandma, a 12-year survivor, inspiration for Team Rose Buds, and the maker of our PINK BLOOD that fuels the PASSION for out to participate in the 3-Day for the Cure!
Hugs and blessings,
Heidi

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Singin' in the Rain

Today I have been lost in thoughts of life ~ mine to be exact. I realized how quick this year is flying by and what should be some of the best times of my life have been clouded. The big question is why do I continue to let this dark cloud loom over my head that lets others rain on my parade. I know my thoughts are selfish because life certainly isn't all about me. So starting today I getting the umbrella out and SINGIN' IN THE RAIN!


I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin',
Singin' in the rain

Dancin' in the rain
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
I'm happy again!
I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain!

I'm dancin' and singin' in the rain...
Why am I smiling
And why do I sing?
Why does September
Seem sunny as spring?
Why do I get up
Each morning and start?
Happy and head up
With joy in my heart
Why is each new task
A trifle to do?
Because I am living
A life full of you.

Life is too short to let others rain on my parade and cause the dark clouds to set in, and since too many people enjoy doing just that, I decided the best way to handle it is to sing in the rain. 
Okay, I really am not a good singer, but I hope you get the idea. It is time to get my life back on the pink path and enjoy and embrace the blessings God has bestowed upon me.
So, grab an umbrella and dance or skip a step or two with me!

Hugs and blessings,
Heidi

Friday, April 8, 2011

Save the Boobies BBQ

Please come out and support Team Rose Buds at the Save the Boobies BBQ!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Saturday Silly - Mammogram

I was met with, "Hi! I'm Belinda!" This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear?"

I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science."

Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.

With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?" Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off?

My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when we heard,
then felt a zap! Complete darkness and the power went off!

"Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag." Belinda headed for the door.

"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vice alone are you?" I shouted.

Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy...the door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back."

Before I could shout "NOOOO!" she disappeared. And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life, and the other part smashed between glass!

After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going" type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off. Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible "Uh, yes, yes I did thanks."

"You bet, take care" Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.

Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin. Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, "Oh I am sooo sorry! The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?"

And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps. 

(http://cancercomicstrip.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-outage-during-mammogram.html ~original source unknown)

Hope your day is a great one!

Friday, March 11, 2011

Life's Tragedies



The tragedy in Japan had me glued to the TV. It breaks my heart to know that others are suffering with loss that is absolutely imaginable to me. It is amazing how quickly lives were changed. Many references were made to how the devastation is similar to the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina.

Four months after Katrina struck, I volunteered at Kamp Katrina in Long Beach, Mississippi. My life will be forever changed by the four-day experience ~ much like the 3-Day. However, when thinking of the tragedy in Japan, my thoughts weren't focused on the comparison of Katrina and Japan's tragedy, but they were centered on how life's tragedies ~  breast cancer is similar to Japan's devastation.

A tsunami can happen on a beautiful day. The only sign and it is often missed before a tsunami strikes is the water going out ~ like when a women is having a wonderful day until she notices a lump in her breast. While everything seems okay, little does one know that water will return with an unimaginable force that leaves one almost emotionless since they can't believe the devastation unfolding before their eyes. This is similar to the almost emotionless state and uncontrollable feeling when someone hears "you have cancer." There is no control in either situation. The waters then subside, but the aftermath is even more unsettling. The reality of diagnosis sets in, and one is left wondering "Why me, God?".

Tragedy is followed by a clean up and rebuilding process. Following a natural disaster the process includes rebuilding city, and for a woman with breast cancer this process includes the lumpectomy/mastectomy and reconstruction. The next step is the reality of the tragedy. This can often be the most difficult part of overcoming the tragedy. Some survive, some fight a long battle, and and sadly, some lose the life because of the tragedy/cancer.

Thankfully this is when miracles also happen. Miracles come in many forms and can include complete strangers coming together for a common cause. In the city affected by the tragedy of a natural disaster, hope is restored due to a complete strangers selflessness of helping to rebuild a city and lives. And when dealing with breast cancer, miracles happen in 14 cities around the US when complete strangers give hugs, thanks, and words of encouragement for 3-Day participants who have made many sacrifices, so one day we can have a "world without breast cancer." 

Please remember to support those dealing with life's tragedies, such as a natural disaster, health crisis, or emotional turmoil.  Even if you don't think you have much to offer a hug, an attentive ear, or a prayer is often just what is needed.




Hugs and blessings,

Friday, February 4, 2011

Motivation

Feeling in my heart to do something bold in the fight against breast cancer motivates me.

Seeing what my mom went through emotionally and physically when she was battling breast cancer motivates me.

Reading the stories of young women battles against breast cancer motivates me.

Hearing the successful battles against breast cancer motive me.

Cheering and thank yous from the walker stalkers along the 60 mile journey motivate me.

Beautiful, smiling, bald-headed lady with the bright red lipstick motives me.



Aching hearts of loved ones’ who lost someone dear to them motivate me.

Believing that “everyone deserves a lifetime” motivates me.


What motivates you to do something bold in the fight against breast cancer?

Hugs and blessings,